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by Laura Sep 2, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I saw you do it, I did it too You were my friend The one who saw me right through To not tell a soul Is what we thought was fine Until our friends found out We were so out of line They yelled at us But they did it too How was this fair? Did they even really care? But we all gave up although it was rough There was just no point Except for yours,your life so tough I think I held on too long, Didn't want to let the pain go I gave the wrong idea I slit to let the pain show All that did was make my friends cry i was only in grade 8 I still didn't understand why Yet at 13 when life got rough Suicide was my answer for when things were tough Not once not twice but three times I fright In the hospital on Devils Night With blood dripping from my skin I lye Seeing for the first time my sister cry I lived I was fine But it makes me depressed when I see the scar line Seeing my memories The razor blade that cut my skin Now I get better and you my friend Who was there when no one Else would let in I cant wait to see you soon Ive missed you much, Depression comes back As I see the boy who tried stuff and such... So I Cut and think its gone But I am so wrong Seeing you makes me cry I'm so happy I have my friend thats there for me So I didn't have to wonder why? Ill see you soon In school till the end Ill miss you forever and always your friend LauraPlease Vote and tell me what you think